Gu Chengyuan, a doctor of modern chemistry, died in an experimental accident. When he opened his eyes - in the 24th year of Guangxu's reign, there was a mass grave in Zhoucun, Shandong.
He was originally an apprentice in a dyeing workshop. He was falsely accused of stealing dyes, beaten to death and left here to die.
Everyone thought he wouldn't survive the night.
But he happened to come back alive.
The "true solution to dyeing" awakens in the mind, thousands of recipes are contained in the sea of consciousness, and a pair of naked eyes can see through the essence of color.
Plant dye? He knows the optimal mix.
Indigo? He could tell at a glance how much fraud was mixed in.
Imported color fixing agent? He can replace it with local methods.
From a dying beggar to an apprentice in Sanyi Dyeing Workshop, from an apprentice to a rookie in Zhoucun dyeing industry, from Zhoucun to Jinan, Qingdao, Tianjin, and Shanghai——
Comprador capital suppression? His skills crush the small and the big.
Monopoly blockade of foreign companies? His reverse breakthrough brought glory to domestic products.
A joint siege by international capital? He carried the flag all by himself and fought his way out.
"You can't do it because you don't understand."
This is a soul from the future. In the darkest era, he stirred up the world with a vat of dyed water and ignited the fire of national industry with industry.
From beggar to "Father of Chinese dyeing and weaving"——
He proved one thing: Chinese people are no worse than anyone else.
